A dim, useless beacon revolving round like elected crooks, stacking the deck for themselves. They forgot about our kids school books.

BP funds are all that keep Bay County being flat broke. Redneck Rivera Republicanism is a failure, a big ugly joke. Statewide-failing schools, rigged elections and stupid “Stand Your Ground” legislation have made us a laugh line around this great nation. Scott’s antics have kept civility and progress away from our glorious shore. Reel me in, captain, I can’t take it no more.

Zimmerman and the governor have this much in common: Neither is anything like Batman or Robin. A rotten legislative theme park called “big fish out without bail” — we know darn well you should be locked up in jail.

Zimmerman, lead foot and free-speeding past some Texas border, does our Sunshine State have a job creation disorder? Zim said “I’m just part of God’s little plan.” With a used smoking pistol in the glove and his foot to the floor, I wonder, “Oh, Lord, how many more?”

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Behold a brand-new shooting range. Doesn’t spending local tax dollars on that seem rather strange? No sir, us Panhandle residents are used to old-fashioned beatings, dished out with a banjo at commission meetings.

The Jim Crow pecking order keeps racists on hair trigger. Waving a gun around here has become de rigueur. Local conservatives and Gov. Scott remind us “even slaves had jobs back in the day,” so why pick on Humpty Dumpty any old way?

“Build it anyhoo” said the local Republican crew, proving again they don’t care about you. Forty-four locals forged a petition that said “please no, don’t sling any lead.” Boss Hog Humpty scolded with a finger point and sneer — “We will tell y’all just how to think round here.” (Tomorrow your real estate is in the drink.)

A dim, useless beacon revolving round like elected crooks, stacking the deck for themselves. They forgot about our kids school books.

BP funds are all that keep Bay County being flat broke. Redneck Rivera Republicanism is a failure, a big ugly joke. Statewide-failing schools, rigged elections and stupid “Stand Your Ground” legislation have made us a laugh line around this great nation. Scott’s antics have kept civility and progress away from our glorious shore. Reel me in, captain, I can’t take it no more.

Zimmerman and the governor have this much in common: Neither is anything like Batman or Robin. A rotten legislative theme park called “big fish out without bail” — we know darn well you should be locked up in jail.

Zimmerman, lead foot and free-speeding past some Texas border, does our Sunshine State have a job creation disorder? Zim said “I’m just part of God’s little plan.” With a used smoking pistol in the glove and his foot to the floor, I wonder, “Oh, Lord, how many more?”

Zimmerman’s thrill ride is still being built, a crime scene balanced on a thin rotten stilt. It’s a killer coaster (so hold on tight), don’t wear a hoodie or walk alone at night. Florida’s “worst amusement park” don’t bring family, just a concealed gun, in this sunshine state of mirrors you can shoot anyone. Make a path through those protesters, governor, red carpet rolled out with a thud. Make way for yourself, a bonafide dud.

A herder of one cow, wandering out on a billionaire’s range, a clever bald rancher who sold us his mange. Scott’s future retirement castle under some Wyoming sky, not here Florida. I wonder why? Not wanting to live with his own policies (someday soon), you could say Scott sold Florida the dark side of his moon.